So I'm just hangin in my new apartment right now with my buddy scott playing some of that good old phish music. We had a pretty big party last night and I suppose it got a little out of hand. Well, rephrased, I got a little out of hand. One of the other painter buddies of mine was here with his girlfriend and we were playing beer pong, etc., party activities extra-ordinaire. Scott showed up late but my buddy jeff also was up here and we were having a lot of fun. One of my buddies from SAE called me though and wanted me to come hang out at a party and nobody here wanted to leave. So I remember the rest of the night going something like this: I leave the apt with a backpack full of beer, find my friend, go to two or three random parties, can't get into the apt, see lots of police walking around, get scared, scott lets me in and we start fighting over something. Here's how it really went:
I was hammered, left the apartment with a beer in my hand (smart call man), had no fun at the other parties, and scott and I almost got into a fight when I came back because he said something that really made me angry. So in a way he instigated it but whatever, I always feel bad the day after some event like that.
Despite that, everything's actually going really well. I paint 5 days a week with these two other great guys craig and andrew. craig is my age, 20, and lives right down the road. Andy is 22 and basically the man as well. We have so much fun working together, being sarcastic and whatnot.
Yeah I started this entry like 7 hours ago now and now I'm just finishing it. I actually went out to market jobs with scott who's my good friend from freshmen and sophomore year of college and who's technically also my boss. We dropped a little over 300 fliers / taped them to the poles of people's mail boxes and one lady got very upset. She jumped out of her car to scream at me, "that's illegal, you can't do that!" So I just shot back with, "actually, it's only illegal to put them in the mail box, not tape them. So relax." I was kinda nervous but it was pretty funny. Long story short, it was an OK day of marketing. Scott, Alex, and I just watched wedding crashers and cleaned some dishes to get the apartment looking pretty presentable. It's going well so far I think.
Time really is flying by though, it's kinda scaring me. I basically get up at 6 or so everyday and we just prep and paint houses all day till around 5 or 6. I mean, I made somewhat of a killing in my first paycheck but it's very demanding work. I actually should not be awake right now (it's 1:00 am), cuz I'm really gonna be hurting tomorrow. I don't know what it is though, I love staying up late at night, for no reason really.
Yeah but anyway, last night I also went over to these other kids' apartment two over from ours, but it's a little more interesting than that. Our first or second night in the coops, one of my roomates, Jeff, brought over a lot of furniture and we bought a lot of alcohol and brought a lot of people over. My parents took me shopping and helped me with a lot of things and took me out to eat before they left back for rhode island, and that's when we partied. I was passed out at this point, but two guys from that apartment next to us came over and partied a little bit and really insulted some girls who were here, so, naturally, they were thrown out. Somebody went outside later and saw one of them letting the air out of scott's girlfriend's tires, so they just fucked with us and we hate them. My rationale for going over there and partying with them last night was kinda to get a good view of the lion's den. We know we hate them, but I wanted to go over and hang out and show them that it's cool, you know, in case they wanted to try and break in or let the air out of my tires and whatnot. so it's cool I guess.
I suppose I should go to sleep now, nice early day tomorrow. Nothing that a coffee and a couple of doughnuts can't handle, mind you. It feels really good to write my thoughts down in here. I was reading some previous entries and it really does feel good to remember some things about my life. Anyways, gotta head out I guess. I definitely have a lot more to write about in here, but that's for another time. Peace out